Dawn & Dusk

Patek on my wirst boo
Slit her wrist cut her throat too
Cut that bitch yeah she no good
Called me slime covered her boob
If it ain't bout money don't talk to me oo
Look at my stacks look at my shoes
I get the bag repping the loose
I got the bag I run with the twos
It's the bitch or bag I cannot choose
I choose the bag yeah I cannot lose

Primegokrazy yeah
Not the one that's a lazy crazy ex
Calling like all she want is sex
I cannot fuck with that hoe cause she is a big mess

Yeah is a big mess huh what boy what you claim
I put VVS in my names
All of my diamonds they Chains
All of my chokers the pain
I got like 24 Danes
Pulled that bitch up with main
Yeah kissed her ass right in the face yeah
Did the dash like I'm Spain yeah
All I feel is the pain yeah
Pop a molly going great yeah
Did the sex like I'm space yeah
Yo bitch called me for the brain yeah
Feel like a surgeon with brains yeah
I cut the heart with no pain yeah
I tear her heart like mane yeah

Aye yo what the fuck

Pen make it feel like a daydream
Fuck underground make it mainstream
White shirt must stay clean
And no bitch above the green
Sippen the Henny man fuck the lean

Fuck it up fuck it up fuck it up fuck it up
I keep real from dawn to dusk
No you can't fuck with us
Normies ain't down like the rest of
Sneaky like perry the platypus
Shut up broke boy and go take the bus

Yo bitch called me for the activist
All the diamonds they be acting rich
And they call me Mr bag a bitch
Bag a base like I be acting rich
Run it up like I'm Off The Shits

If your homie want it yeah we can pop the shit
My bro turn to the ops yeah I'm gone sock that bitch
Just like 16 29 bond gone break lil bitch
Box top logo on my socks and my trousers kit



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Writer(s): Arshiya Taami
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